She normally changed into a gown before going to bed but today she had not bothered to change. She had a pretty face, which somehow looked prettier du... to her sadness.Her skin complexion was that typical dusky Indian one. Her hairs were long. She was a bit fat but her body was broadened out all over. Hence the extra weight served rather to enhance her appeal. Her breasts were big and they were still firm even though she was almost 36 years old now and mother of two sons, me and Ajay 15 yrs old. When we entered the bedroom she about start stripping off her clothes when I halted her. She looked at me in surprise and there was a question in her eyes."If this is to be a reward," I said. "Then I want to be the one who controls what happens. If you don't like what I do, then you can always punish me later."She looked at me in surprise and I thought I could detect a bit of apprehension as well. I had never made such a request before. She was mostly the dominant person in most of what we did.. While she was enjoying the young fuckers, Bo also wanted to have John in her as well. She crawled on all fours, dragging the youth in her cunt along, towards the seated John and took his cock deep down her sucking throat.John cold only close his eyes in ecstasy as his beautiful young wife swallowed his manhood. When he opened his eyes again he could see that yet another of the boys had taken position behind Bo. Only this one aimed his cock to her asshole. John was about to stand up to stop him. Our computer is in the den so I usually get online late at night while Dillian is watching extreme donkey basketball or some other such bullshit on ESPN. Dillian rarely uses the computer or asks what I do online. He has no clue that I’m sitting in there wearing a teddy and no panties and that my left hand spends much of the time between my legs while I click and scroll through the graphic stories. I’d run across an advertisement on an adult sites for adult personal ad services. I’d actually.